Kampala: Women-Guided City Walks, Markets & Mosque Tour

4.90

(147 reviews)

What’s the experience like?

I was late meeting our guide outside Nakasero Market—traffic in Kampala is a wild thing, so I messaged to say I’d be ten minutes off. She just laughed when I finally arrived, out of breath and apologizing, and handed me a bottle of water. “Happens to everyone,” she said. There was something about her calm that made me relax right away. The market itself hit me with a wall of smells—ripe mangoes, frying cassava, a bit of diesel from the street—and the vendors called out greetings in Luganda and English. I tried bargaining for a bright kitenge scarf and probably paid too much, but the seller grinned anyway.

We wandered through Kisenyi next—my guide (her name was Aisha) seemed to know every shortcut and every other person on the street. She pointed out tiny chapati stalls where she buys breakfast sometimes (“the best if you like them crispy!”), and we ducked into a small Hindu temple just as prayers were finishing. There was this moment of quiet inside—incense in the air, people bowing their heads—and then back outside it was all noise again: boda bodas zipping by, someone selling roasted maize on the corner. The city feels like it never really stops moving.

The highlight for me was climbing up the minaret at Uganda National Mosque. My legs were jelly by the top (I lost count of the steps), but you get this wild 360° view over Kampala—mosque domes below, taxis weaving around Old Taxi Park, clouds rolling in from Lake Victoria. Aisha told us stories about her childhood here and how she started guiding; honestly, I didn’t expect to feel so connected to someone after just a few hours together. We finished at Bagala craft market where I picked up a carved wooden spoon that still smells faintly of smoke—I keep it on my kitchen shelf now.